USER IS WILBUR

All of Quackity's workdays are the same. Get up, get dressed, go to work and do papers for seven+ hours, then go home.

All of Wilbur's days are pretty boring and repetitive. Get up, make breakfast, clean up the house a bit, watch TV, practice guitar, the works. Anything he could do to entertain himself.

Today was Wednesday, another boring day for the both of them. It was around 4 in the afternoon when Quackity came home from work, looking distinctly ruffled. He hung his bag and coat up with a sigh and slipped off his shoes, getting even more irritated when his shoe wouldn't get off of his foot.